Chapter LIV: A New Terror -Kyle

Kyle felt his stomach rocket into his throat, a feeling he often gets when something is not right in the world around him. A feeling he received when his brother Jeff's mind was converted into a robot's body. He quickly reached into his bag and pulled out a small device he had been hiding from Markior, deciding it was too valuable to be turned into scrap parts for a probe. His fingers flew across the surface of the small screen, light emenations appearing at his touch. The others looked intently at him as the probe continued warping in the Nexus. His eyes widened, the device fumbled from limp fingers. He whirled around toward the warp gate. "STOP THAT WARP!!" he cried, running toward it. Too late.

He and the others were flung back into the crater remaining from Multex's battle with Ratch. The warp gate suddenly began twisting and pulsing, becoming unstable. The probe, trying to keep it under control, was tossed into the mineral field. A surge of purple light began to emanate from the out of control gate, filling the skies, creating a dark, indigo storm cloud above them, shooting off bolts of raw dark energy into the land. One hit close, toppling a 670 year old tree.

Kyle saw someone coming from the forest toward them and tried to warn them, tell them to go back, but to no avail against the howling blue wind. The person flew forward, his foot caught on the fallen tree, into the dirt, unconscious. 'Probably for the best,' Kyle thought, as he turned to pay attention to the immediate threat.

Just as suddenly as it started, the wind and lightning stopped. The cloud lay dormant above them, still emmiting dark energies. The cloud began to take shape, forming a hidious, monstrous eye. Kyle's jaw dropped as he saw what was contained in the eye. His face. It was a picture of him, slightly deformed, but him nonetheless. The others stared at the cloud in horror. Markior's voice was quiet when he asked, "Kyle... what the hell is that?" Kyle gulped before answering...

"Gigyas..."